The whole world turned completely dark, the moon hanging in the night sky disappeared, the stars disappeared, and the mountains, rivers and land disappeared.
The place where Chen Zhixing was was seemed to have been stripped out of the world, and everything he saw turned into nothingness.
A deep voice sounded from all directions at the same time.
"I have been learning the art of swordsmanship for three hundred years. During the first half of my life, I was homeless and had no home to return to. I was defeated every time I fought. Everyone in the world says that my achievements in this life are limited to my wandering mind."
"However, I traveled thousands of mountains and rivers, watched the birds in the mountains and forests, and realized the truth. I finally broke through the shackles, entered the true self in one day, and opened up the bird in the cage of the Dharma!"
"So far, I have no more defeats!"
In the midst of nothingness, Chen Zhixing couldn't help but nodded solemnly.
Will you enter your true self at the age of three hundred?
Very impressive.
"Sword rises!"
I saw a low voice followed by the voice.
Boom!!!
In an instant, nine incandescent sword rainbows appeared in the vast void, penetrating the sky and the earth, like the Milky Way rewinding!
The nine-handled swords intertwined like a net, strangled Chen Zhixing in an instant!
Bang bang bang!!
Almost instantly, Chen Zhixing was submerged by these nine brilliant rainbow swords!
At the same time.
The top of Jiuchuan Mountain.
"Hahaha, that's it!"
When the young master in Jinyi saw this, he immediately let out a cheerful laugh.
Chai Qingchi, who was watching the battle in the void, had a look of surprise in his eyes.
"The bird in the cage... This method can be called the best in the way of swordsmanship."
Chai Qingchi looked at Zhao Chengsheng with some admiration.
The next moment.
Chai Qingchi squinted his eyes and looked at the place where the nine sword rainbows were submerged, and said silently:
"Is it over?"
In the void.
Zhao Chengsheng looked indifferent and looked in the direction of Chen Zhixing, feeling that the originally surging Flying Flower Sword Intent was rapidly fading.
"Why bother to die when you can live?"
"Don't blame me, I have given you a chance. If you want to blame me, blame yourself for your stubbornness."
He shook his head and prepared to make a secret to withdraw the Dharma image.
The next step is to get the flying sword of the ancient sword god, then leave this place and return to the Haori Sword Sect.
He secretly made a decision. After returning to the sect this time, he must tell the sect master that he could no longer let the young sect master go like this.
Being spoiled is like killing a child.
If the young sect leader behaves like this, I am afraid that sooner or later the Haori Sword Sect will be faced with a devastating enemy...
Suddenly.
He paused and raised his head suddenly.
The sword intent in front of me, which was weakening rapidly, completely disappeared and was replaced by...
Moo!!
A deafening low roar suddenly sounded where the sword rainbow was submerged.
Bang!
Bang bang!!
The incandescent sword rainbows seemed to be squeezed by a huge force, twisting and deforming instantly, and then shattered suddenly, turning into countless light rains!
A figure in a white shirt, untainted by the snow, walked slowly step by step and silently out of the light rain.
This figure has a majestic appearance, black hair like a waterfall, and bright starlight surges from five hundred acupuncture points on his body, forming a beautiful starry sky pattern on the surface of his skin, which is visible through his clothes.
Behind it, there is a phantom of a bull demon with gray horns reaching the sky, feet planted on the ground, and a chaotic mist wrapped around its body. Its eyes are shining with a cold and deep light.
"What is this..."
Zhao Chengsheng's body was stiff and cold.
Don't wait for him to finish his sentence.
Boom!!
With a loud noise, the void beneath the figure exploded and collapsed.
In just 0.01 breath, this figure suddenly appeared in front of Zhao Chengsheng.
"Aurora!!"
Zhao Chengsheng felt a chill in his heart, but he reacted quickly, instantly slashing out thousands of towering sword lights towards the figure.
Bang——!!!
This figure punched out with just one punch, and the phantoms of five hundred bull demons roared at the same time.
Countless sword lights were instantly shattered by this punch.
The next moment.
This figure punched him again, directly smashing the divine sword that Zhao Chengsheng used to block, and then punched him in the chest.
Click!
Bones, flesh and blood, and internal organs were shattered at the same time!
Zhao Chengsheng's entire chest sank in an instant, and he flew out in an instant, falling heavily towards the ground.
Boom!
The ground seemed to have been shaken by a huge earthquake. Where Zhao Chengsheng fell, cracks instantly spread out like spider webs.
Chen Zhixing lowered his head and looked at Zhao Chengsheng, stepping lightly.
Phew!
Thousands of feet of void turned into an inch under your feet!
Chen Zhixing stood in front of Zhao Chengsheng.
Behind him, a five-hundred-headed bull demon stood in the mist of chaos, shining in the sky and the earth!
"How can this be possible if the power of the five-hundred-headed bull demon is combined into one body..."
Zhao Chengsheng looked horrified, struggling to stand up from the ground, holding the divine sword with only the hilt left in his hand, and slashed forward again.
Great Yuan Destruction!!!
Dang!
Chen Zhixing did not dodge and let the sword hit him.
The sword energy that was released crazily was directly absorbed silently by Chen Daoyan's gift of Xue Ling Yi.
"Good swordsmanship, fragile body."
Chen Zhixing calmly stretched out his hand and held Zhao Chengsheng's head, lifted it up and looked at it levelly.
"The power of the third level of True Self is much weaker than I thought."
"Even the swordsmanship that I have been looking forward to for a long time seems to be nothing more than that."
"Ah!!!" Zhao Chengsheng looked ferocious. Even though all his true energy had been scattered by a punch, he still raised the hilt of his sword and stabbed Chen Zhixing crazily.
Boom!!!
A golden divine thought shot out from Chen Zhixing's eyes, turned into a giant hammer, and struck into his sea of consciousness.
Zhao Chengsheng felt a splitting headache. He couldn't help but hold his head with both hands, unable to hold the hilt of the sword in his hands.
"My nature is not bad, but it's a pity that I fell in love with the wrong person."
Chen Zhixing shook his head, and with a wave of his hand, he immediately threw Zhao Chengsheng flying away, smashing several towering ancient trees with his back before he stopped.
He lay on the ground, without any strength left in his body.
"There is no future with him. If you think about it, you can come with me."
Chen Zhixing flicked his finger, and a communication talisman shot out and landed in front of Zhao Chengsheng.
All these changes happened very quickly, almost in a blink of an eye!
Everyone watching the battle felt their eyes blurred. Zhao Chengsheng, who originally looked like he was determined to win, was crippled on the ground, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.
"This..."
In an instant, whether it was Chai Qingchi or a group of sword cultivators, they couldn't help but have a look of horror on their faces.
"Waste! They are all waste!!"
"You are a third-level Shingo, but you can't even take down a first-level Shingo. What do I need from you?!"
On the deck of the airship, the cursing voice of the young man in brocade could be heard.
"Idiot-phobia, it happened again."
Chen Zhixing looked up at the flying boat pressing across the void and murmured to himself.
Bang!!
The ground vertical step is performed instantly.
The young man in brocade felt the entire ship sink. Chen Zhixing, who was still on the ground before, was already standing on the deck.
"What? You still want to kill me? My father is the leader of the Haori Sword Sect, and his cultivation has reached the Nirvana realm. There is also an ancestor in my Sword Sect, who is at the peak level! Who do you think you are?" The young man in brocade clothes opened the folding fan with a "swish" sound. Instead of showing any fear or scruple, he raised his chin and looked at Chen Zhixing with a sneer and disdain.
"It's so similar..."
Chen Zhixing looked at the young master of the Sword Sect in front of him, his thoughts slightly in a trance.
Weak, ignorant, stupid, and self-assured.
Isn't this scene just like my tragic predecessor in the game "Great Practice" in my previous life?
"What's it like? Get off this young master's flying boat quickly. It's not fun here at all. I just won't play anymore!"
The young man in brocade clothes retracted the folding fan with a 'swish' sound and snorted coldly.
"People must learn to pay the price for their stupidity."
Chen Zhixing's eyes gradually became filled with a hint of grayish aura.
A cold breath of death began to emanate from his eyes.
"What do you want to do? Do you think this young master doesn't have any means of self-defense?"
The young man in brocade sneered, then took out a handful of extremely high-grade amulets and crushed them into pieces.
Bang bang bang!
A series of golden barriers instantly protected his entire body.
"My father said that with these protective magic weapons here, even if I reach the peak of the True Realm, it will not be easy to kill me. You are just..."
The young man in brocade clothes was talking proudly.
Tsk.
A trace of grayish-white air, like mist, was eroding silently, passing through the barrier without any hindrance, enveloping his whole person.
In an instant, all words stopped abruptly!
An extremely weird scene happened in an instant!
I saw that the young man in Jinyi who was in his prime was aging at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"My father is in Nirvana, how dare you..."
Mr. Jinyi only had time to make a sound, and his flesh and blood gradually shriveled up, his vitality was devoured, and his longevity passed quickly!
In just an instant, he fell to the ground and turned into a skinny, wide-eyed mummy.
"If you don't see the sea, you don't know its abyss. If you don't fear the tiger, you don't know the power of the tiger."
Chen Zhixing shook his head silently and looked at the young man in brocade clothes who had turned into a mummy, with only pity in his eyes.